.    head score...
don't know, don't ask,
  it just popped
into my head
like the idea of a unicron...
it means something,
akin to
   mohawk haircut
prior to
   sioux excess
practice of...
   what should have been
left to the turkish
barbers... i said: can i have
shave, i didn't imply
           ******* scalping me!
welcome,
to the 2020 redneck bonanza...
hell, hollywood is dead...
slaughter outside "the house"...
any slaughter is a good
slaughter.
            fully pearled sheen
worth of a smile...
       and look...
just look,
      how death tows...
whatever is to be made
of hell,
    just about the time,
when heaven
takes toward staging
its original intent
of bailing out;
  if only we were found dead
held to account
by being fed to the hounds,
rather than social zombies:
cha-cha-cha...
      cha-cha-cha...
   chatterer
and the remaning worth of chew.